Necromancer Academy's Genius Summoner Chapter 953

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 953

Meryl decided to go back first while Simon stayed in the forest and did some more personal training.

Void, a technology that combines darkness and divinity.

I felt like I got a little hint from Lirinet’s class. I wanted to continue training as quickly as possible before this feeling disappeared.

Simon, who had carefully spread the mana barrier around him, sat down, closed his eyes, and focused.

‘Pitch black in one hand.’

Gurgling!

A very small amount of jet black gathered in the palm of my hand.

‘Divinity in the other hand.’

Uuuuuuuuuuuuu anything,

a white divinity rose warmly onto the other hand.

‘If you put it together-!’

The key is will and faith.

Keep both.

We have the will to merge and we have the belief that we will complete the void by combining.

-Teaching order to chaos. A miracle is born when jet black and divinity purely embrace, accept, and fuse each other without any other elements.

‘Future Simon’, who used Boyd freely, certainly said something like that.

Simon boldly put his hands together in the center.

――――――――――!!!

A huge explosion occurred.

The result was failure.

Even though the impact was controlled with as much force as possible, the explosive force was enormous. Simon, who had failed, lay down.

‘It doesn’t work either.’

Then he got startled and jumped up from his seat.

‘No, the key is faith! ‘A belief bordering on brainwashing.’

I had no faith all this time.

All you have to do is have faith, right?

Why haven’t I been able to do this easy thing?

My future self did it, so of course I can do it now, right?

Simon thoroughly armed himself and tried again.

Kukukukukukuk!

Failed again.

I tried it several times, but the results were not good. A definitive understanding was still lacking.

‘I thought it would be possible to combine will and faith appropriately, but something is unclear.’

Itchy feeling.

I think I understand, but I feel like I’m just a few steps short.

I wanted to go to my dorm and refine my theory a little more. I decided to stop today’s training here. ‘Why not?’

Then he got startled and jumped up from his seat.

‘No, the key is faith! ‘A belief bordering on brainwashing.’

I had no faith all this time.

All you have to do is have faith, right?

Why haven’t I been able to do this easy thing?

My future self did it, so of course I can do it now, right?

Simon thoroughly armed himself and tried again.

Kukukukukukuk!

Failed again.

I tried it several times, but the results were not good. A definitive understanding was still lacking.

‘I thought it would be possible to combine will and faith appropriately, but something is unclear.’

Itchy feeling.

I think I understand, but I feel like I’m just a few steps short.

I wanted to go to my dorm and refine my theory a little more. I decided to stop today’s training here.

So Simon passed through the forest and returned to the dormitory where the recruits were staying.

***

-Really?

-So good!

Several classmates were sitting at the table and chatting.

Simon pretended to take a towel and listened to the story, as there might be information that could be a hint about the identity of the saint or the murderer.

-Would you like to go to the library and study for next semester in advance? They say there are many amazing and secret books!

-No. The door would have been closed by this time.

Simon’s ears perked up.

‘library. Yes, there was a library!’

Even so, I definitely wanted to visit ‘Fnel’s Library’ when I go up to Sky Island someday.

Simon still had many unanswered questions. Here at Afnel, you may be able to obtain information that you could not find out from Keygen. There will also be hints of chaos and voids.

‘Will I ever have another chance to enter Afnel’s library in my future life?’

When I thought about that, I became even more determined.

***

After finishing the evening roll call and waiting for the night to get deeper, Simon sneaked out through the window.

Although a strong sacred barrier was spread throughout the dormitory, selected students and dormitory officials registered as sacred were able to enter and leave freely. In addition, I asked the lodging staff in advance about the location of the library, so I was able to move around without getting lost.

The Holy Federation had tight security even at night, but Simon’s know-how in crossing the wall from Kizen to Rochester did not go anywhere. He moved against the wall of the building, holding his robe tightly.

After a long adventure that lasted two hours.

‘It’s here.’

Arrived at Epnel’s ‘Sacred Great Library’.

The front door was closed, but he climbed up the wall, forced open the high-rise bathroom window, and came inside.

‘I did it!’

Simon crept down the stairs and entered the first floor, where there were the most books.

In complete silence with all the lights off.

Simon looked around to see if anyone was around and created a ‘light’ spell that illuminated the surroundings.

I suppressed the light as much as possible, making it bright enough to barely see the name of the book in front of me, and then looked through the bookshelf.

‘Now what should I look for first?’

Simon thought of a few things he wanted to find in Afnel.

The origin of pitch blackness and divinity.

A hint of chaos and void.

Holy undead.

The identity of the association.

The identity of the remains that became the Death Knight obtained from the Shayley Museum.

The remnants of the saint’s essence and information about the ‘White Throne’.

The identity of Professor Gafen, who has a connection to Cernet, etc.

This is all that comes to mind right now, but there was actually a lot of information I wanted to find.

‘I see some history books here. Then first…’

Simon decided to first look for the Death Knight he had acquired at the Shayley Torture Museum.

The moment he obtained the Death Knight’s remains, Simon also obtained the remnants of the new saint’s essence. It was essential information to even know what kind of integer it was.

‘Shaley, Shayley, Shayley, Leritong…. Ah! we are here.’ The book

< History of the Shayley Family >

contained a long list of the Shayley family and the people connected to them. There were so many names of people listed, perhaps from a family with a long history. Then Simon’s eyes turned to one side.

‘uh?’

Meanwhile, the name is connected to the Shayley family.

< Justian > Justinian

I was the first pope who killed Beelzebub and established the Holy Commonwealth. He and the Shayley family were connected.

‘Justiano took a girl from the Shayley family as his wife!’

I never thought there would be a connection like this. I was happy because I felt like I had uncovered some hidden secret.

Simon quickly found the Justino entry and opened the page.

‘huh?’

But there wasn’t really much content in the book.

If they had married their daughter to the first Pope, the Shayley family would have enjoyed tremendous power and would have been considered the glory of a great family. No proper records were left.

It turned out that she was not married to Pope Justinian, but to a man with the same name as Justinian.

But Simon did not let go of his doubts.

‘Only these item pages are clean.’

In the old, yellowed book, the part about Justinian was exceptionally clean.

As if the original content had been ripped out and a new page inserted.

When Simon was turning the pages with a serious face.

“That’s interesting.”

‘&@$^@!!’

Simon, startled, turned around and screamed inwardly.

Someone was standing behind me without any sign. A woman with long, messy black hair and glasses. Because of his pale appearance, he looked like a ghost.

‘Who who?’

It’s clearly my first time seeing this face.

But Simon somehow looked strangely familiar.

I’ve never seen it in person, but I felt like I’d seen it somewhere in a photo.

“You were looking for the Pope’s bloodline. “What’s your name?”

Since I was caught right away on the spot, it seemed like meaningless lies would only cause anger. Simon continued speaking calmly.

“…This is Euclid, a new recruit for Afnel.”

“okay?”

She took a step forward.

The more I looked at her, the more eerie I felt about this woman.

‘You’re not going to get caught like this, are you?’

At that time, Simon was trying hard to think of an excuse to come up with.

“I like it.”

she smiled

“I am in the same situation as you. Every night, I sneak into the library and read books. “Sometimes it’s my pleasure to spend some free time like this.”

“…ah.”

Are you not an official?

Simon’s pounding heart calmed down a little.

“I think you’re looking for a pope in history, but the truth you’re looking for won’t be in that book. “The feds hid it all.”

She stroked her long hair and closed her eyes.

“Fnel and the Holy Federation are false towers called faith. People tend to believe and trust enchanting lies more than inconvenient truths. Faith is the very source of the Holy Federation. Many priests are looking for a tower of lies to strengthen their faith in order to create a stronger divinity. It doesn’t matter whether it’s true or false. It’s just-”

She gently placed her fingertips on Simon’s chin.

“You just need something to believe in.”

“…!”

She smiled bitterly, lowered her hand, and walked away.

“If there is a hole in the tower of faith, we fill it with lies, and then we all become stronger by blindly believing in that tower of lies without question. Don’t you think it’s a beautiful society? Actually, I think the higher-ups who cover up lies also have a lot of trouble. Thanks to their hard work, priests can obtain strong divinity by pursuing blind faith as if they were running on a well-paved road.”

“….”

“But sometimes there are unusual people.”

She looked quietly into Simon’s eyes.

“Just like you and me.”

her eyes.

Those eyes looked as if they were happy to have found their own people.

“Pioneers who break away from the rails of faith and find another path. “There are three endings for those people.”

Simon asked with a fascinated look on his face.

“What are those three things?”

“The first is an ugly loser who falls into a holy slump. The second is a greater priest. The third is-”

She raised the corner of her mouth.

“Heresy.”

Simon swallowed dry saliva.

No matter how much I thought about it, it felt like it was the last time.

“Did you say you were a selector? “It’s very special to be interested in the gossip of a dead Pope at that age.”

Sigh.

She pointed her finger. At the tip of his finger was a key with a ring.

“A key to a controlled ‘archive’. “The truths you want are there.”

Before Simon could respond, she placed the key in Simon’s palm.

“Will you remain unwavering and use white magic even after peeking at the unnecessary truth, or will you fall into a slump and struggle? “I’m very curious.”

She turned her back and walked away.

“I will be sitting on the bookshelf west of the main entrance on the first floor. “If you have any questions, please come and talk to me at any time.”

“Now wait a minute! This key is…!”

“After you come back, put it in the book you saw. “You can use it as much as you want before I collect it.”

I hope you find the truth you want. After saying that, she slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Simon looked at the archive key lying in his palm.

‘…Is it a trap?’

However, if you think about it a little, there was no reason to go through the trouble of selling traps. All you have to do is just capture yourself and hand him over to the Inquisitor.

-But sometimes there are unusual people. Like you and me.

No matter how much I thought about it, the eyes I saw at that time were eyes that were happy to find their own people.

Simon grabbed the key and went to the bookshelf on the west side of the main entrance on the first floor that she had mentioned.

“…….”

It was true.

She was resting her chin on the bookshelf and looking through the pages.

Simon struggled. I don’t know what kind of illusion she has, but since she gets caught anyway, it’s a matter of when she reports it or not. If so, there is no need to hesitate.

‘Goes!’

Simon grabbed the keys.

***

Simon confidently entered the archives, a restricted area.

When I inserted the library key into the indicated location, the bookshelf split to the left and right, revealing a secret space.

A place full of dust and the smell of old books. This is Afnel’s ‘secret archive’.

The moment Simon stepped in, the door to the archive closed.

‘…and.’

I was a little dazed.

I never thought it would be such a dizzy place. All kinds of books and bookshelves were floating in the air. It seems like this happened because of an old book that is sacred, but it doesn’t seem to be managed properly.

The ceiling was full of Bibles floating in the sky, but Simon first looked at the books normally placed on the shelves.

‘What is all this?’

On one bookshelf are records of all kinds of annihilation.

Destruction record.

There were full records of annihilation.

The Holy Federation eliminated entire cities and clan residences without anyone knowing, then built a new city there and changed its name.

Elimination of heresy.

Uncooperative attitude towards the Federation.

The reasons were many, and the history was full of all kinds of terrible destruction. All of this is for the divinity of faith.

‘It’s scary.’

Simon shook his head and moved to find his original purpose.

Justinian I’s records were easier to find than I thought.

From the first chapter, his actions gave me a headache. He was a painted image of a great pope, but he had terrible taste in all kinds of women. It wasn’t for nothing that I was connected to the Shayley family, which enjoyed torture.

and.

‘I had a daughter.’

Justinian I was known to have had no proper children. The history books say that he eventually handed over the papacy to his disciple, opened the door to heaven, and left.

The person who later claimed the name of Justinian II in history was not related to him.

However, the truth was that the second Pope, sick of the tyranny of the aging Justinian, killed him and ascended to the papacy.

‘So then, what happened to that daughter…’

Simon’s eyes widened as he quickly turned the pages.

A black and white illustration drawn on one side of the bookshelf.

It depicted a woman clutching a flag.

‘This can’t be…!’

Jump, jump, jump.

Simon’s ears, which had become very sensitive at that time, perked up.

I heard a sound outside. Simon glanced at the watch he had kept in his pocket.

‘Ugh, how much time has passed already?’

If things continue like this, cleaners will come in this direction.

It was unfortunate, but I couldn’t push myself. I had to leave right now.

‘Let’s come back tomorrow and check.’

***

Simon returned to the dormitory safely.

I had a bit of trouble sleeping yesterday because what I saw at the library was shocking. As I was coming down the stairs of my dorm, stretching hard, I felt piercing gazes from both sides.

On one side was No. 1 Meryl and on the other side was No. 3 Maricello.

When Simon moved his gaze, Maricello turned his head in annoyance, and Meryl continued to glare as if provoking him.

“Oh number 10.”

Following Simon, Sway, the only male student, approached and linked arms.

“I’m popular with my sisters. Do you want to go somewhere fun tonight?”

Why do I keep getting involved with these guys?

Simon sighed deeply.

So we went outside and today’s class began.

“Rous! Nice to meet you, everyone!”

Lirinet said with a grin. My classmates also said ‘Rausu!’ He shouted and greeted me.

“Today we are going to take a new math class! “We have a special teacher!”

Lirinet stepped aside and the students’ mouths opened wide.